BUBBLE BATH

Saturday, January 3, 2026

The anxiety and dread of dealing with the narcissist is starting to subside.  This person has not been on a rampage as of late.  They have been quite pleasant. However just like how I work on not allowing their rage affect me, I don't pay attention to their nice moments either. 

It is just like an addiction.  The love bombing to try to trick me into believing nothing is wrong, the hot and cold rollercoaster is all a plot to keep me in line, desperate to do whatever is necessary to keep this feel good moment alive for as long as possible.  But it won't last.  It is not designed to.  

I'm not going to lie.  It is difficult to resist getting sucked back into the hysteria taking that I literally have to talk to this person every day.  I’m quite aware that a lot of the communication isn't all that important.  I know some of this crap can wait.  But I am not even going to sweat it. 

I love my dad and I don't want to be one of those that eagerly waits for the demise of their loved ones to break free.  I'm going to enjoy him while he is here and I am going to handle this narcissist to the best of my ability.  But truth be told: Once he is gone, I’m done with this person.

I am not just protecting my peace.  I will fight you to the death over it.

On a lighter note, for the first time in a while I lathered up a bubble bath, soaked a bit and enjoyed a semi quiet moment to myself.  With boss in the office blaring his political talking heads, I had the bathroom door closed. (The second bathroom which is predominantly mine, is connected to the office. We chose to make what would be the master bedroom the office since we are in it so much.)

Knowing it would take him quite awhile to get ready for bed I snapped,"Have you brushed your teeth yet!"

He finally meanders out to start to get ready for bed.

Finally some peace and quiet.

The bath is warm and comfortable.  It is so rare that I take baths.  I prefer showers but the soak is exactly what my body needs right now. 

The soak and bubbles felt good and though I have a much easier time getting it up taking a shower, the quick rub out was quite relaxing. 

No matter how raunchy I get, I absolutely hate being sticky for a period of time, hence the satisfaction of seeing the ropes float into the mass of water as I release.

There was definitely nothing spectacular about this masturbatory moment.  Not the best orgasm by any means.  But it was well overdue and I slept great.